I met Miguel last May of 2005
By Denver E. Torres

 

(To my amusing gay friends: Dennis Almazan and Ronnie Demetrio and to all gays)

 

I met Miguel last May of 2005
When he kindly picked up my runaway coin
That, in pesos was five.
He said hi! He smiled while extending the coin back to me.
And I said “Why?”
He did not reply and just smiled more.
In my mind, I said, “This bee,
Handsome, hot and adorable for sure wanted
To sting my other heart, my feminine heart!
Or Suck the honey
From my breast which I do not have much.
I said scornfully and secretly, “Go away!
You bee that does not z”
But what can I do?
He looked so hot, not volcanic that you would want to
Do away with but like a hot spring that entices,
Invites a cuddle, a swim-bath.
He looked like the Hollywood hunk Josh Hartnett.
(Minus the Caucasian Complexion of course)
Next thing was my cordial smile.
Next were things that you know but I must not tell.
You can ask our Beds though
I rated him 10 over 10. I gave him 100 points
For all his physical qualities. But after few days
I found out that his feet stunk and smelled
Like the Bitan-ag Creek.
When we kissed I found out that he had
A sardine-smelling breath.
From then on, I have minus-ed around 75 points
Because of many reasons, I will not write them
Here. I will not for ethical reasons. My friends
Said that “Do not kiss and tell—
It all.”
I heard what brought us together was love.
He said to me:
I love you.
My friends said we are in love, lovers.
I said, perhaps. What was love, by the way?
Was it being happy with Miguel? Yes, I was happy.
After two years and five days of happiness or love?
We are here inside this Sacred House.
The priest was delighted and excited to wed. Us
And many guests were all there.
When the wedding was done, they were told to kiss.
They kissed, and
They all clapped to cheer. And, I, had to when Miguel
Looked at me fleetingly. He winked at me and I smiled,
My jejune smile
I was sure assured him I was fine.
Then, the white and ribboned car left, away from me.
Going to somewhere away from me,
Their leaving was called honeymoon.